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todos se callan a lo largo del potomac
tan perdido
lo van
la noche era negra y drear
hijas del tiempo
sol y viento y golpe del mar
mi alma va revestida en cosas magnĂ­ficas
de largo hace, en el claro de luna joven
la fragancia vino
en la medianoche
tenía un sueño y me desperté con él
ahora que me he refrescado a usted
cuando los mar-vientos perforaron nuestras soledades

 



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